 And you know, July is synonymous with the word misery. Don't I know it. Yeah. Yeah, boy, I mean, you just make mud pies when you walk across the garden. Yeah, but, you know, at least if you can get a little bit of a breeze. Oh, yeah. Yeah, that'd be appreciative. Yeah. Very much so. You know, get the air stirring around a little bit. Mm-hmm. Well, you got a little of that. And you got, it looks like.